I need new friends

Or a major change in scenery or something...something just isn't right. Talking to my exes is like eating chain saws: Many of my 'friends' trample me: I have peeps who should have no control over me issuing deadlines and ultimatums: I get my head chewed of by peeps who I try to do nice things for; something just isn't right. I may have to take a flight home for a week and straighten my head out (as soon as I get a bloody passport [just one more thing helping to flush my life down the toilet])